If you haven't checked yesterday's comments: Jackie is engaged! to my brother! I am so very excited for the both of them.
I saw the ducks again as I drove home. I took my stuff inside, grabbed my camera and walked back down the street to feed them some bread and take a picture. But some woman walking a big barky dog got there before I did and they had scrambled across the street and were swimmning away in the pond before I got within bread-throwing distance. sigh. maybe tomorrow.
Today's Question of the Day? is:
Assuming it would be possible, what goofy thing would you want your best friend, newly hypnotized, to do on command?
Love,
The Asker
7 comments:
Well, I don't know if it would be goofy, but cleaning my house would be pretty neat!
Since all my friends work at Brookshires, could we just hypnotize them to do the shopping, bring the groceries home, put them away and then go ahead and fix dinner?
No? my real best friend?
Geez, that would probably have to be Bob and what is the point of hypnotizing him? He'll do wacky insane goofy things just because.
He has come out to the breakfast table dressed as me before just to see if anyone would spit milk out across the table.
@Asker
Wait, to your BROTHER? Wasn't he the scruffy-haired young'un at your house when we stayed for renfair? He's too young to get married! (and don't even try to explain the concept of time to me. If I didn't see it happen, you can't prove that it happened. *winks*)
My answer isn't terribly fun, but it's true. She keeps talking about how she wishes she could do a particular thing - if I could hypnotize her, I'd have her do that thing just so she'd understand that the only thing standing between her and it is the actual act of doing it.
@Anne
And...? Did anyone spit milk across the table? I'd hate to think he'd go to all that trouble and be disappointed!
@ TamiJean,
Oh, seriously?! When your mealtimes include shenanigans like chicken in the eye (there is a song that accompanies that event), flying potatoes of reprimand, and any odd assortment of dresswear, you rather forget which event incited which response. Bob has come dressed for breakfast in sooo many bizarre ways that I think we are all numb to it. The morning he came out in a florescent yellow t-shirt that I only noticed after 15 minutes I think speaks volumes of how immune we are anymore.
I think the disappointing answer for you is that no one spit out milk. He probably got responses like, "Nice one, Dad" or "Pink really isn't your color, Dad."
Mom, such a practical answer.
Anne, I'm really confused on how Bob can fit in your clothes.
TamiJean, YES! THAT ONE!
such an altruistic answer! but is it something goofy that she wants to do? like dance in public?
*cringing at the answer*
Well, Asker, some things, like bathrobes, are almost a one-size-fits-all. Other things, like say pajama bottoms, do not transcend well between a 5'2" perosn and a 6'5" person, but can be made to look hilarious...alomost like hot pants if you try.
SORRY for that visual!!
@Asker
Sadly, the thing she wants to do isn't silly at all.
ME, on the other hand, I wish someone would hypnotize me and tell me to dance in public. THAT would be silly, but maybe I'd get over this silly fear of dancing!
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